This morning, during breakfast, K asked when daddy was coming home. I told her I wasn't sure but that he was trying to get home as quickly as he could. Then A looks up and tells K that "daddy is at WORK". Then he turns to look at me and asks "mom, can daddy come visit us next?" I about died. How sad that he's asking for daddy to come visit us because he's been gone for so long.

3 Comments:

 Elleoz said...

I am glad to see that things are starting to look up for you. Where one door closes another one opens.

Have a great time with J.

12:32 PM  

 icancarryallthebagsandthebabiestoo said...

Awwww... I grew up with my dad traveling all the time. I know how it goes.

7:46 AM  

 Anonymous said...

Ugh, I just have to leave the house every day and I hate it. AND they still ask me if I have to go to work and ge tupset when I go. I feel for him...that must be hard.

1:09 PM  

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